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Braving the Piano Recital

This moment–eight minutes before the start of their piano recital–is the most serious I have seen Silas.

Also the stillest.

And maybe that’s because his stomach is all trembly about plunking those piano keys up there alone for all those folks in the pews.

But he rises. And he sits.

And he plays his In My Red Convertible like his fingers might catch on fire.

In mere moments we applaud with proud hands the boy who wasn’t sure he could. But did.

Raven is from a different planet. I think.

She seats herself at the keys with confidence. And plays.

Unafraid. Unabashed. Beautiful notes. Beginning to end.

When it’s over… it’s over!

And it’s not just a relief for every kid, but for this lady, the one who pours herself into my children two hours a month. Laughing. Inspiring. Understanding.

She gets my boy.

And I’ve wondered, “how could I ever ask someone to love my kids like I do?”

Only. I didn’t even have to ask.


3 Responses to “Braving the Piano Recital”

  1. Anita says:

    What did Raven play?

  2. Jackie says:

    They both did wonderful. AND NO SHEET MUSIC IN FRONT OF THEM. So proud to call them mine.

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